Chapter 997 Tears-filled noodles

It took more than half an hour before Piliya came out of the bathroom. Her eyelids were already red and swollen, and I sighed helplessly.

She closed her hair and asked me softly: Are you hungry?

After she said this, I remembered that since I came back yesterday afternoon until now, I hadn't eaten at all. If it were normal, I would have been hungry and put on my back.

I nodded at her and said: I haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon

When she heard this, she immediately ran into the kitchen and started cooking for me.

Looking at her busy figure, my heart was painful and painful, as if I was pricked by a needle, so I had to put my eyes on the sofa.

It is said that history is surprisingly similar, and it is always a coincidence at critical moments. When Pili Ya brought me the prepared food, I was stunned when I saw it.

It turned out that what Piliya made for me was fried noodles. My heart sank, and a huge sadness surged in my heart. I couldn't help but close my eyes and didn't even dare to look at it.

Seeing me like this, Pili asked in confusion: What's wrong?

Haven't you eaten since yesterday afternoon?

The rice is ready and I am not eating quickly, why are you still closing your eyes?

I sighed softly, slowly opened my eyes, and asked softly: Nizi, do you also make fried noodles?

Well, try it and see how the fried noodles I made are like?

I looked at the fried noodles in front of me, my heart felt sour and my eyelids were astringent. I hurriedly lowered my head and blinked my eyes, so I didn't let tears flow out

You eat while it's hot, otherwise you'll be embarrassed after a while

I picked up the chopsticks, lowered my head, and almost lay on the bowl. After taking a bite, it tasted really good, and it was even better than the fried noodles I made.

I took a few sips into my mouth and used voracious voraciousness to hide my sadness, but to no avail, my eyes were already blurred by tears.

Eat slowly, and there is still in the pot. How does it taste?

I nodded quickly. At this time, I could no longer speak. Since I kept lowering my head, she could not see my expression at all, and she didn't know that I was crying sadly.

She said again: This is what I learned from TV, but the authentic flavor of Beijing fried noodles is, I will serve you another bowl of it

She said as she stood up and walked towards the kitchen

I silently recited in my heart: fried sauce noodles, Beijing flavor, authentic fried sauce noodles, authentic Beijing flavor...

The more I recited it silently, the sadder I felt, and tears gushed up

At this time, Piliya had already served me a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of me, saying: Don’t lie down like this, your posture is very awkward, aren’t you feeling uncomfortable?

It's more comfortable to pick up the bowl and eat it

I ignored her. I finished the first bowl of noodles and immediately pulled the second bowl of noodles in front of me. Still, I kept my lying posture unchanged. The flowing water had already flowed into the bowl. The fried noodles I ate were filled with tears.

Oh, can you pick up the bowl and eat it? Don’t lie down like this, your posture is so terrible...

She said as she came over and pulled me. When she pulled me, I hurriedly lowered my head.

What's wrong with you?

Why do you keep your head down?

Just like being criticized and chasing, your wounds are more likely to seep blood...

She said as she pulled my head with her hands and pulled my head up. When she saw my face covered in tears, she was stunned. She didn't say anything for a long time, but just stared at me with wide eyes.

My mouth was filled with fried noodles, and there were some hanging outside my mouth. I looked at her pitifully with tears in my eyes.

Seeing me like this, her eyes suddenly turned red and she asked softly: What's wrong with you?

I tried hard to swallow the fried noodles, swallowed a few times before swallowing all the fried noodles in my mouth

I said hoarsely: Nizi, do you know what Kang Jinghua likes to eat the most?

She was stunned and her body trembled for a moment. She absolutely did not expect that I would talk about Kang Jinghua at this moment.

She shook her head blankly, and I said hoarsely: What Kang Jinghua likes to eat the most is fried noodles with sauce

When Piliya heard this, her eyes couldn't help but look at the fried noodles in the bowl, and then looked at me with her eyes fixedly.

At this time, I was extremely sad and my throat became hoarse: Nizi, on the day Kang Jinghua died, I prepared fried noodles at home and waited for her to come back to eat, but I never waited until she came back

...When I saw her, she was already lying in the hospital...

Speaking of this, I can no longer say anything, and I try my best to lower my voice and choke up

Piliya hurriedly said: Sorry Ah!

I shouldn't have made fried noodles for you, I'll make them for you now

She said as she wanted to pick up the bowl of fried noodles to the kitchen. I quickly reached out to stop her and said hoarsely: Don't make it again, I'll eat fried noodles and let me finish it.

As I said, I picked up the bowl of fried noodles. Piliya hurriedly pulled a few tissues from the coffee table and came to wipe my tears. I took the tissue with my hand and wiped my tears dry.

I feel like eating fried noodles with fried noodles now. Kang Jianhua came back from Urumqi, Xinjiang and got off the plane. He called me and asked me to prepare fried noodles with fried noodles for her.

Thinking of this, my tears suddenly burst out again. With tears in my eyes, I ate all the bowl of fried noodles. It seemed that only in this way could I slightly fulfill the unfulfilled wish of Peanut Kang.